Imagine... (Magcon Imagines)

24. Matt

They scream and yell at you. All you want to do is talk back but you can't. They put you down and make you feel like shit. And it's everywhere. All around it surrounds you like a wall.
Parents suck.
People suck.
Teens suck.
Teachers suck.
It's all too much. It's too much. Without a second thought you run to the front of the house and burst out the door and run. You run to the only place that feels safe. The only place that is a safe haven. All you do is run as the tears flow and stain your cheeks. You open the door and run inside. You run to the bedroom upstairs next to the bathroom and the arms are waiting for you. You dive in and cry. You let yourself go. You let the arms cradle and hold you. You let it all out.
"Baby," he says after you've calmed a bit. "First things first. I know you're thinking you look ugly because you were crying. And don't deny to because I know you're thinking it."
You readjust yourself in his arms and they hold you tighter.
"Now. I want you to breathe. You saw how you came here? I told you I'll always be here for you no matter what. The rest of the world doesn't matter. Forget what they say. They are uneducated minds with even more uneducated opinions. What they say about you has no power because that's exactly it. Words. I know that words are hard to hear and they hurt but know that my love for you is stronger than those words."
You look at him and he smiles at you.
"You're a perfect little thing baby. I love you so much and I want you to smile every day. And when you don't smile..." He leans in and plants a warm love filled kiss on your lips.

"I'll kiss you every moment until you do."